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Mamamia Best and Worst: How's your week been?

“You know things are pretty grim when the highlight of your week is a haircut.”

Welcome to Best and Worst – a space for the Mamamia community to talk about what’s been happening in their lives.

If you’re new to this segment, this is how it works.

I’ll kick-off the celebrations, debates, bemoaning and queries by sharing the best and worst bits of my week.

And then – it’s over to you, friends.

Best:

You know things are pretty grim when the highlight of your week is a haircut – but sadly, it’s true.

Last night I got inches of my dead, ratty, split-endy hair cut off into a low-maintenance long bob and I’m pretty stoked (shout out to Robin from Minx Hair Studio in Surry Hills).

The lob.

It was the first time I’d managed to get a haircut in a loooong time – I’ve recently moved house, plus my fiancé has been recovering from an operation, so I’ve been *selflessly* nursing him for weeks – so personal grooming has kind of fallen off the priority list.

So getting that chop? I’m counting it as a major life achievement right now.

Worst:

I am NOT into sport – and yet this week, I found myself being obligated to watch not only the State of Origin final, but the Ashes AT THE SAME TIME thanks to my fiancé rigging up this genius set-up/object of my torture.

I know I could have done something else, but after the whole operation thing I’m trying to be extra nice (which I guess I’ve just undone by coming here and complaining to you guys).

WHAT HAS MY LIFE BECOME?

Oh yeah – and THAT sport session was followed up by flicking between the Tour de France and Wimbledon.

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Susan5 years ago

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Worst part of week: falling and busting my foot while on a work trip.

Best part of the week: meeting 'nurse Rhonda' in emergency who not only looked after my bung foot, but my poor head as we talked about the mad mix of worktravel, dodgy shoulders, and soul sapping grief..thanks Rhonda.